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A  SECOND  CENTURY 
OF  CHARADES 

BY 

WILLIAM   BELLAMY 

"  Insatiate  Archer,  would  not  on*  suffice  f  " 


BOSTON  AND  NEW  YORK 
HOUGHTON,   MIFFLIN  AND  COMPANY 

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Copyright,  1896, 
Bv  WILLIAM  BELLAMY. 


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PREFACE 

IT  has  always  seemed  to  me  that  charades,  like 
rhymes,  were  addressed  to  the  ear,  and  not  to  the 
eye,  and  that  if  the  sounds  were  correct,  the  spelling 
was  a  matter  of  no  importance.  On  the  other  hand, 
a  charade  in  which  the  parts  conform  to  the  spell- 
ing, but  depart  from  the  sound,  appears  to  me  faulty. 
The  fault  may  be  condoned,  but  it  ought  not  to  be 
commended.  In  my  first  volume  I  claimed,  though 
I  scarcely  used,  the  right  to  make  charades  of  this 
character.  In  this  second  volume  the  reader  will  find 
them  numerous. 

In  giving  the  key  number  to  each  charade,  I  find  I 
gave  more  assistance  than  I  intended.  This  may  have 
been  all  the  better  for  the  majority  of  my  readers,  but 
they  must  admit  that  spelling  out  words  by  means  of 
the  key  is  not  guessing  charades.  With  the  present 
arrangement  a  correct  guess  is  confirmed  as  easily  as 
before,  but  working  backwards  from  the  key  to  the 


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charade  is  made  so  much  harder  that  I  hope  the  pro- 
cess will  be  abandoned,  and  legitimate  guessing  sub- 
stituted. 

W.   B. 
DORCHESTER,  September,  1896. 


CI 

TF  doubts  disturb  and  vex  your  troubled  mind, 
•*•  Say  to  my  first,  thou  must!  and  all  is  clear; 
My  second  only  cockneys  hard  will  find ; 
My  whole  reclaims  the  tribute  of  a  tear. 


CII 

I 
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OINCE  we  must  have  our  subway  tracks, 
^  The  forester  must  swing  his  axe, 
My  first  must  fly,  my  whole  must  flee, 
And  down  must  come  each  stately  tree  ; 
Our  Common's  beauties  we  must  mar 
That  all  may  take  a  trolley  car. 

And  yet,  far  rather  I  would  be 

The  brutal  feller  of  a  tree 

Than  take  my  second's  vows  and  dress, 

To  live  a  life  of  holiness, 

Devoting  all  my  useless  days 

To  praise  of  Him  who  needs  no  praise. 


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Cupid's  portrait  I  essayed, 
Without  my  first  his  form  concealing, 
And,  when  the  picture  was  displayed, 

Some  said,  "  How  beautiful,  how  chaste ! " 
While  some  retorted  with  much  feeling, 
They  mourned  such  utter  lack  of  taste. 

And  so  to  angry  words  they  passed, 
They  even  called  a  spade  a  spade  ; 

Some  claimed  the  drawing  was  my  last, 
And  others  held  to  life  't  was  true ; 

Methinks  if  I  my  whole  had  made 
I  had  not  caused  a  greater  stew. 


CIV 

'T'H  AT  my  first  is  my  second  all  good  people  know ; 
-*•    My  whole  was  a  sailor  who  drew  the  long  bow. 


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TV  T  Y  first  would  seek  to  borrow  were  he  dead ; 
•*•*•*•  My  last  is  showered  on  the  newly-wed ; 
My  whole  was  loved  by  him  who  told  the  story 
Of  hell  and  paradise  and  purgatory. 


CVI 

T)  Y  brogue  and  blarney,  name  and  face, 

•*-'  My  first  betrays  his  native  place. 

My  second,  so  the  gossips  say, 

Became  a  bride  the  other  day. 

My  total  is  your  secret  foe ; 

He  dogs  your  steps  where'er  you  go ; 

He  '11  take  your  life  before  you  know. 


CVII 

A  >f  Y  first  in  well  is  found ; 

•*•*•*•  My  last  the  young  man  sought, 

By  words  of  Horace  taught ; 
JT  was  good  advice  and  sound. 
When  God  shall  take  my  soul, 

My  friends  will  give,  I  trust, 

My  body  to  the  dust, 
Nor  think  to  hold  my  whole. 


CVIII 

MY  FIRST. 

T>  ECAUSE  I  am  not  that  I  seem  to  be, 
U  He  finds  me  not  who  surely  findeth  me. 


I  hold  the  kingdom  of  the  Pole  in  fee ; 
Each  maiden  fond  is  very  fond  of  me. 

MY  WHOLE. 

Men  take  me  and  they  nail  me  to  a  tree ; 
Who  seeketh  only  justice  spurneth  me. 


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CIX 

MY  FIRST. 

AM  the  spur  to  many  a  Yankee  notion, 
I  cause  remittent,  not  continuous  motion. 


MY  LAST. 

0  child,  that  reason  for  all  things  wouldst  know, 

1  show  not  cause,  but  purpose  oft  I  show. 

MY  WHOLE. 

To  ease  an  aching  head,  I  cross  the  sea; 
Stern  Winter's  treasures  are  locked  up  in  me. 


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TV  /TY  first  man's  aching  brow  has  pressed, 
•*•*•*•   My  first  have  ruby  lips  caressed, 
And  oft  in  fruit  of  fairest  mien 
We  know  my  second  lurks  unseen. 
My  whole  some  learned  men  assert 
Hereafter  will  be  cheap  as  dirt. 


CXI 

MY  first  for  naught  has  been  employed, 
A  verb  the  thrifty  most  avoid, 
And  you  and  I  must  make  my  last ; 
When  Vulcan  from  my  whole  was  cast, 
He  had  my  second  ever  after, 
Provoking  all  the  gods  to  laughter. 


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CXII 

Y  first  we  clean 
With  kerosene. 


My  last  defines 
French  masculines. 

My  total  goes 
With  silken  clothes. 


CXIII 

MY  FIRST. 

THHE  vulgar  question  of  a  clown. 

MY  LAST. 

An  Indian  of  wide  renown. 

MY  WHOLE. 

The  semblance  of  a  heavenly  crown. 


CXIV 


A     LADY  sits  in  the  sunset  glow, 
**•  Watching  the  clock  that  moves  so  slow. 


Her  lover  comes,  like  lovers  all 

When  women  hold  their  hearts  in  thrall. 

Fast  bound  in  Cupid's  chains  is  he, 
And  of  my  whole  she  keeps  the  key. 

He  marks  her  bosom's  strange  unrest, 
She  notes  the  tumult  of  his  breast. 

Does  he  think  as  he  kneels  at  her  dainty  feet 
She  will  offer  my  first  with  her  lips  so  sweet  ? 

Does  she  deem  as  he  gloats  on  her  hair  of  gold 
That  he  knows  my  last  has  been  bought  and  sold  ? 


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THOUGH  Winter's  back  is  broken;  now  the  yachts 
-*•     Forsake  their  idle  ways ;  Spring  flowers  the 

glade ; 

My  first  expands ;  Earth's  lap  is  warm  in  spots ; 
The  thirsty  swallow ;  lovers  seek  the  shade. 

A  nervous  mother  with  small  sense  endowed, 

Foul  ravisher  of  an  unguarded  bed, 
Cacophonous  singer,  of  her  lays  too  proud, 

My  second  weeps  not,  yet  her  eyes  are  red. 

My  whole  are  poor  benighted  folk 
For  whom  of  course  you  nightly  pray ; 

Their  future  status  is  no  joke, 
That  is,  if  you  believe  that  way. 


CXVI 

TF  in  my  first  my  second  we  should  see 
•*•    Enjoy  my  third  with  knife  and  fork, 
Think  how  my  total  in  my  fourth  Jt  would  be 
To  tell  him  it  was  fried  in  pork ! 


CXVII 

TV  II Y  first  is  where  the  printer  takes  his  ease; 
•*•*•*•   My  last  are  petty  tyrants  of  the  seas ; 
My  whole  are  dungeons  where  great  monsters  sleep ; 
God  grant  their  slumbers  may  be  long  and  deep. 


CXVIII 

*THHE  votaries  at  Fashion's  throne 
•*•    Move  in  my  second  of  their  own, 
Bound  in  my  total's  iron  bands, 
Obedient  to  her  commands. 
The  fruit  their  opulence  displays 
May  hide  my  first  from  public  gaze. 


CXIX 

TV /TY  first  and  second  Virgil  sang ; 
***  My  third  in  old-time  garden  sprang; 
My  fourth,  if  added  to  your  hall, 
Might  rouse  the  echoes  with  its  call ; 
My  whole,  a  curious  delver  found 
Encased  in  armor  'neath  the  ground. 


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TV  yTY  first  is  Scotland's  blazoned  shield, 
IV 1  \vhere  ramps  the  lion  bold ; 
When  Andalusia's  daughters  wield 

My  last,  can  men  be  cold  ? 
My  whole  might  'scape  by  lucky  chance 
If  caught  by  Pirates  of  Penzance. 


CXXI 

TV  yfY  first  is  a  man  and  a  brother; 

*-**-  My  last  is  a  wife  and  a  mother ; 
My  whole  was  Plato's  fare,  the  learned  tell  us, 
And  nourished  all  the  great  and  good  of  Hellas ; 

Meet  food  for  meditation  when  we  think 

That  now  it  designates  a  baker's  drink. 


CXXII 

parts  have  I  which  mean  the  same, 
A    One  French,  and  one  the  English  name, 
And  I'm  a  pure  and  spotless  maid 
Who  rode  a  lion,  unafraid. 


CXXIII 

TV /TY  parts  are  two  which  mean  the  same, 
***  The  French,  and  then  the  English  name, 
And  I  'm  a  dark  and  sluggish  wave, 
Balm  of  hurt  minds,  and  Memory's  grave. 


CXXIV 

"n\AIR  as  my  second  on  the  rose, 

-*•     The  flour  on  her  snow-white  hands ; 

Her  arms  and  apron  rival  snows, 

Kneading  her  cake  my  darling  stands. 
I  would  I  were  that  angel  cake, 
To  be  thus  fondled,  and  to  take 

My  first  she  lovingly  bestows. 

"  Sweets  to  the  sweet,"  you  may  suggest, 
If  I  were  Irish,  that  were  pat ; 

With  her  for  houri  to  be  blest, 
I  'd  dare  thy  razor  edge,  Sirat. 

A  glimpse  of  paradise  she  seems 

As  in  my  whole,  the  isle  of  dreams, 
He  caught  who  lay  on  Jesus'  breast. 


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TAIDST  thou  my  first,  my  second,  on  that  night 
-^  Thou  found'st  Endymion  naked  on  the  steep, 

Beauteous  forever  in  Jove-given  sleep  ? 
Did  shepherd's  love  thy  goddess-love  requite, 
Or  did  he,  slumbering  on  in  Love's  despite, 
There  teach  thy  breast  to  know  why  mortals  weep 
Or  plunge  like  Sappho  in  the  kindly  deep 
To  quench  that  fire  that  quencheth  all  delight  ? 

I  see  thee  pale  and  wan,  thy  rounded  limb, 
That  made  the  night  enchantment,  bowed  with  age ; 

Thou  movest  earth  and  ocean,  but  not  him, 
He  sleeps  forever.  —  So  my  whole  in  rage 

Howls  at  the  portals  of  great  Ammon's  shrine, 

But  wakes  no  more  the  oracle  divine. 


CXXVI 

FIRST.    For  liquor. 
LAST.    A  sticker. 
WHOLE.    A  slicker. 


CXXVII 

TV /TY  first  and  second,  though  a  bird, 

*V *•  To  sing  a  song  was  never  heard; 

It  took  my  whole  to  sing  my  third. 


CXXVIII 

ONCE  Archimedes,  taking  his  ablution, 
Found  for  a  problem  a  solution : 
Perhaps  my  reader,  in  the  bath  immersed, 
May  shout  aloud,  "  This  is  my  first." 

Young  Strephon  gazes  in  his  loved  one's  eyes, 
And  long  he  hesitates  and  sighs ; 
Then  risks  his  fortune  on  a  single  cast, 
And  says  to  Phillis,  "  Be  my  last." 

'T  was  in  a  dream,  one  summer's  night, 
I  saw  my  whole,  and  mourned  her  plight. 


CXXIX 

MATHEMATICIANS !  —  You  all  will  agree 
•*•    That  my  first  can  a  positive  quantity  be, 
A  non-integral  number,  the  symbol 's  not  rare ; 
But  when  it  is  doubled,  you  should  be  aware 
The  term  equals  zero,  no  number  is  there. 

—  I  get  this  result  plain  as  AB  plus  C, 
But  if  you  get  my  second,  and  quarrel  with  me 
(A  state  of  affairs  I  would  greatly  lament,) 
Your  madness  I  hope  you  will  live  to  repent. 
My  whole  is  a  man  that  has  folded  his  tent. 


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MY  first  is  "  mother's  pet "  and  "father's  pride," 
Though  "  little  devil "  to  the  world  outside. 

My  second  gives  him  boisterous  delight, 
Too  often  ending  in  a  furious  fight. 

"A  little  ere  the  mighty  Caesar  fell " 

He  spake  my  third  to  one  he  loved  full  well. 

Like  Cawdor's  bloody  deed,  my  whole  is  one 
Were  best  done  quickly  if  't  were  well 't  were  done. 


CXXXI 

T^LEET  as  the  fawn,  and  like  the  fawn  afraid, 
-*•     My  first  frequents  the  thicket  and  the  glade. 

Some  vaunt  the  blessings  of  the  single  state, 
While  those  who  join  my  second  find  a  mate. 

In  the  lone  watch  and  middle  of  the  night 
My  third  is  heard  by  ears  attuned  aright. 

My  whole,  being  double  like  a  Janus  phiz, 
Each  way  portrays  sweet  woman  as  she  is. 


CXXXII 

TTOW  oft  in  others  faults  we  find ! 
*•  **•  How  often  to  our  own  we  're  blind  ! 
"  O  wad  some  power  the  giftie  gie  us 
To  see  oursels  as  others  see  us !  " 
Such  gift  my  first  did  sorely  lack 
When  he  reproved  his  neighbor  black. 

When  archers  drew  their  bolts  to  head, 
My  second  many  a  shaft  has  sped : 
The  phoenix,  every  one  remembers, 
Soars  up  intact  from  out  her  embers ; 
My  second,  though  consumed  by  fire, 
In  ashes  still  exists  entire. 

The  DeviPs  tools  are  strange  and  many, 
There  is  one  handle  fitteth  any, 
For  wicked  deeds  without  exception 
Infallibly  entail  deception : 
My  whole  I  venture  to  baptize 
Beelzebub,  the  prince  of  lies. 


CXXXIII 

•\  T  7HEN  forth  the  wild  Valkyren  ride, 

*  *     While  Janus'  gates  stand  open  wide, 
And  trumpets  call,  and  arms  resound ; 
When  mothers  kiss  their  sons  with  tears, 
My  first  his  horrid  head  uprears, 

No  more  with  myrtle  bound. 

When  Peace  her  mild  effulgence  sheds, 
And  Trade  her  snowy  pinions  spreads, 
While  Plenty  fills  her  horn  again ; 
When  nations  grasp  each  other's  hand, 
My  second  shall  rejoice  the  land 

With  shower  of  golden  rain. 

Then,  Saturn  to  his  realm  restored, 
A  lamb  shall  grace  my  festive  board, 
The  garden  yield  my  fragrant  whole  ; 
A  pipe  of  straw  my  lips  shall  know, 
And  while  the  liquid  measures  flow 

My  whole  shall  crown  the  bowL 


CXXXIV 

gyro  MEN  ONLY 

T>  Y  my  first  you  Ve  been  addressed 
-^  In  London,  Boston,  or  the  West ; 
But  when  you  meet  a  canny  Scot, 
My  second  greets  you,  like  as  not ; 
And,  if  you  Ve  nodded  in  your  pew, 
My  whole  has  been  addressed  to  you. 


cxxxv 

/COMPANION  of  the  great,  my  first  is  found 
^*  All  black  beneath  the  seething  water ; 
My  second,  vulgar  word  of  horrid  sound, 

To  pass  sweet  lips  had  never  ought  *er ; 
One  product  of  my  third  may  clothe  a  king, 

Another  paint  the  humblest  dwelling ; 
My  whole  Js  a  terrible,  uncanny  thing, 

Blood-curdling,  ghostly,  fear-compelling. 


CXXXVI 

/^UARDIAN  of  honeyed  store, 
^-*  Oft  my  first  my  childhood  sought : 

Ah,  the  sweet  delight  it  brought 
In  the  merry  days  of  yore ! 
Frailer  my  maturer  joy, 

Now  its  form  affords  delight, 

But  I  tremble  with  affright 
Lest  my  first  my  first  destroy. 
Patience  might  my  first  restore, 
Gone  my  last  for  evermore  ! 

Toiling  for  a  common  gain, 
One  in  purpose  and  in  speech, 
Each,  responsive  unto  each, 
Striving  heaven  to  attain ; 
Such  the  mighty  men  of  old. 
Soared  their  projects  ne'er  so  high, 
Still,  Excelsior  their  cry, 
Waxing  bold  and  over-bold, 
Till,  lest  men  as  gods  should  be, 
Rose  my  whole  by  God's  decree. 


CXXXVII 

TTERE  >s  a  health  to  old  Horace,  his  bays  are  yet 

green, 

Good-fellowship  bridges  the  ages  between, 
We  count  him  to-night  as  a  personal  friend, 
No  honester  cup  than  the  wine  of  his  blend, 
For  he  wrote  as  he  thought,  and  I  can  but  believe 
The  old  Latin  himself  in  my  first  we  perceive. 

And  here 's  to  New  England,  the  land  of  my  sires, 
Not  a  bosom  but  glows  when  her  spirit  inspires  ; 
They  put  down  my  second  with  hearty  good-will, 
And  the  wealth  of  the  Indies  they  brought  to  her  still ; 
Yet  I  blush  that  my  second  is  joined  to  her  name, 
That  the  proof  of  her  spirit  redounds  to  her  shame. 

"  Blood  is  thicker  than  water  "  the  proverb  recites ; 
Is  this  true  when  a  duke  with  an  heiress  unites  ? 
The  plebeian  is  proud  of  the  title  she 's  winning, 
His  Grace  is  convinced  his  blue  blood  needed  thinning, 
But  though  the  new  blood  may  as  water  prove  thin,  it 
Must  never  be  said  that  my  whole  is  not  in  it. 


CXXXVIII 

T  TE  lived  my  whole  beside  my  first, 
*•  •*•  A  man  in  sorrow  deep  immersed ; 
Men  passed  him  by  without  a  word, 
And  when  they  learned  he  was  my  third, 
My  second  none  could  find  or  trace 
To  tell  his  name,  or  friends,  or  race. 


CXXXIX 

TV  yf  Y  first  is  a  hog,  so  the  scientists  tell ; 
•*•*•*•   My  next  is  a  place  for  his  hogship  to  dwell; 
My  third  's  partly  heard  in  the  low-muttered  thunder, 
It  is  more  than  enough  to  make  any  one  wonder. 
My  whole  are  the  crosses  men's  shoulders  must  bear, 
It  is  said  the  new  woman  these  troubles  will  share. 


CXL 

fT*O  add  my  second  to  my  first 
•*-    In  galleries  and  halls  of  state, 
Can  this  assuage  Ambition's  thirst  ? 

Is  this  fit  guerdon  for  the  great  ? 
My  second  seems  but  incomplete, 

And  stands  with  half  its  work  undone ; 
It  shows  not  Trilby's  perfect  feet, 

Nor  how  my  whole  was  Washington. 


CXLI 

"IV  yf  Y  first  for  elegy  Queen  Gertrude  said, 

*•*•*  And  strewed  with  lovely  flowers  the  lovely  dead. 

My  second  was  the  seven-hilled  city's  cry, 
For  Rome  must  revel,  and  her  vanquished  die. 

Now  milder  butchers  milder  victims  bleed. 
Who  yield  my  whole  that  epicures  may  feed. 


CXLII 

E  threefold  meaning  of  a  word 
•*•    Occurred  to  me  the  other  morning ; 
In  its  two  syllables  are  heard 
A  call,  a  precept,  and  a  warning. 

The  call  appeals  to  men ;  I  hope 
All  who  respond  are  not  deluded ; 

It  leaves  out  brutes,  but  in  its  scope 
Four  fifths  of  women  are  included. 

The  precept  still  is  acted  on 
By  those  inclined  to  over-reaching, 

Although  Saint  Paul  (or  is  it  John  ?) 
Repudiates  it  in  his  teaching. 

The  warning,  casuists  agree, 

May  bode  us  harm,  or  be  propitious ; 
Let  others  heed  it,  as  for  me 

I  leave  it  to  the  superstitious. 


CXLIII 

A/f  Y  first !  calls  out  the  little  boy ; 
•*•*•*•  His  father  hears  with  pride  and  joy, 
And  later  sends  that  boy  to  college ; 

My  second !  there  he  learns  to  yell ; 

What  it  all  means  I  cannot  tell 
Because  I  never  had  his  knowledge. 

In  holy  scripture  we  are  told 
King  Solomon  had  stores  of  gold ; 

But  I  suppose  you  must  have  heard 
In  spite  of  all  his  countless  riches 
How  short  he  was,  the  fact  of  which  is 

Explained  when  you  have  guessed  my  third. 

Oh,  who  can  beauty's  gaze  defy, 
Or  brave  the  fire  of  woman's  eye  ? 

Her  pupils  blue  not  heaven  matches, 
Her  orbs  of  midnight  pierce  the  soul, 
And  when  she  opens  wide  my  whole 

God  help  the  man  whose  eye  she  catches. 


CXLIV 

TTvEVOURED  by  hogs,  my  first  may  bear 

-LJ  Aloft  the  banner  of  the  free ; 

My  second  was  a  prison  where 

The  dead  were  buried  in  the  sea. 

My  whole,  I  say  it  with  regret, 

I  do  not  love  as  some  do,  yet 

Its  bay  by  moonlight  I  confess 

Has  moved  me  more  than  words  express. 


CXLV 

TV  yTY  first  was  Cambria's  prince  and  England's  king, 
*-**-  At  feast  of  Crispin  still  in  memory  green. 

My  second  and  my  third 
Long  has  the  minstrel  sung,  much  counseling 

No  haste  undue  should  trouble  his  heart's  queen. 

My  fourth  and  fifth  a  word 

Dear  to  each  patriot  breast.    Through  gate  of  horn 
Ne'er  comes  my  whole  at  night  or  early  morn. 


CXLVI 

\  T  7ITH  faded  banner  torn, 
*  *     Two  letters  for  device, 
That  make  the  merriest  mourn, 

That  chill  the  soul  to  ice, 
Five  hundred  ranged  before, 

The  last  King  Arthur's  knight, 
I  march  for  evermore 

'Gainst  all  that  live  to  fight. 
For  Beauty's  form  I  lust, 

And  arm  in  arm  with  Death 
I  trample  all  to  dust, 

For  so  the  Master  saith. 


CXLVII 

NE  morning  warm  in  early  May 

I  laid  my  winter  cloak  away, 
Because,  you  know,  I  greatly  fear 
My  whole  this  season  of  the  year, 
And  took  my  first,  ('t  was  somewhat  thin, 
You  know  what  straits  my  husband  's  in.) 
To  Jordan's  and  to  White's  I  went, 
My  frugal  mind  on  pleasure  bent. 
When  I  had  shopped  till  I  was  tired, 
I  bought  my  second  I  desired, 
And  this,  with  just  a  cup  of  broth, 
Was  all  I  purchased  for  my  third  and  fourth. 


CXLVIII 

TV  yf  Y  first,  the  end  of  riches, 
1V1  My  iastj  tke  i^h  sea, 
And  one  of  the  trials  of  authors 
I  find  my  whole  to  be. 


CXLIX 

TF  you  were  my  first,  and  my  second  were  nigh, 
•*•  You'd  acknowledge  my  third,  though  it  might 

seem  awry ; 

And  the  state  of  my  whole  need  not  cause  you  alarms, 
Though  beaten  he  was  by  his  comrade  in  arms. 


CL 

A  TRUCE  to  quip  and  jest, 
Hushed  be  my  first,  'tis  best 
That  mute  we  toast  Lang  Syne. 

The  friends  that  once  we  had, 
The  hopes  that  made  us  glad, 
No  more  are  yours  and  mine. 

So  let  my  second  toll, 
And  proffer  not  my  whole 
At  pouring  of  the  wine. 


CLI 

'T'HERE  was  a  time,  long  years  ago, 
-••    My  first,  't  was  not  a  woman's  though, 
Was  worth  a  crown. 

A  crown  to-day  at  London  price 
Is  worth  my  second  twice  and  thrice, 
In  money  down. 

A  million  crowns  my  whole  is  worth ; 
Indeed  he  thinks  he  owns  the  earth 
When  he 's  a  lown. 


CLII 

TV  /T Y  first  is  a  woman,  and  salt ; 
•*•*•*•  My  first  and  my  second  a  writer ; 
My  second  and  third  are  at  fault ; 
My  third  has  no  husband  to  smite  her ; 
My  whole  is  a  battle  renowned 
Where  many  poor  fellows  were  drowned. 


CLIII 

A  TY  first  inspires  Love's  young  dream ; 
-L* -*•  My  second  proves  a  weightier  theme, 
Once  long,  but  short  alas  to-day, 
Vanished  in  smoke,  consumed  away ; 
Soon  as  our  last  vain  prayers  are  said, 
My  whole  shall  trample  on  the  dead. 


CLIV 

MY  first  is  an  uprooter ; 
My  second  was  a  shooter ; 
And  though  dyspeptics  may  complain, 
My  total  serves  to  entertain. 


CLV 

TV /TY  first  is  so  easy  that  every  one  guesses ; 

•*• ' -^  My  last  is  the  lace  women  sew  on  their  dresses ; 

My  whole  is  a  solace  for  all  our  distresses. 


CLVI 

TV  TY  first  is  a  river  best  known  by  its  ford 
*y •*•  To  those  who  take  rum  for  their  potion ; 
My  second  is  neuter,  I  give  you  my  word ; 
For  my  fourth  I  can  give  you  no  notion ; 
My  third  is  an  article  writers  are  using ; 
My  whole  may  be  sad,  but  is  always  amusing. 


CLVII 

*T*RUE  to  the  last,  my  first  on  foot  may  ride ; 
•*-    In  heavenly  minds  my  second  could  abide ; 
My  whole,  —  what  horror  have  I  conjured  here, 
To  blanch  my  cheek  and  fill  my  bones  with  fear, 
To  drain  my  heart's-blood  with  its  charnel  kiss !  — 
Aroint  thee,  fiend,  take  any  shape  but  this. 


CLVIII 

ENTLE  reader,  did  you  ever 
Note  the  pained,  the  strained  endeavor 
Of  unaccustomed  country  wight 
Making  an  attempt  to  write  ? 
He  runs  his  fingers  through  his  hair, 
His  tongue  protrudes  the  work  to  share, 
He  pens  my  first  with  anxious  care. 

I  laugh,  and  yet  no  doubt  if  I 
To  pen  my  second  or  my  third  should  try, 
On  t'  other  leg  the  boot  would  be, 
And  he  would  have  the  laugh  on  me. 

Let  such  examples  teach  us  clear 
We  all  should  keep  our  proper  sphere. 
To  make  charades  I  may  be  fit, 
To  guess  them  you  've  the  quicker  wit; 
And  some  at  neither  may  excel 
Who  yet  can  pen  my  total  well. 


CLIX 

A  ROM  AN  augur  sought  my  first, 
So  now  do  certain  college  students ; 
But  circumstances  are  reversed, 

And  morals  change,  for  what  in  them 
We  blame  and  steadfastly  condemn 
In  him  was  thought  but  common  prudence. 

The  gallant  tar  before  the  mast 

Obeys  commands  without  a  murmur. 

How  cheerily  he  shouts  my  last ! 
Else  he  who  treads  the  quarter-deck 
Would  let  him  have  it  in  the  neck ; 

Not  Decius  Brutus  could  be  firmer. 

My  whole  is  famous  for  the  laws  it  gave, 
Which  taught  the  children  to  behave ; 
You  '11  recognize  it  by  this  token,  — 
They  were  no  sooner  made  than  broken. 


CLX 

TS  there  a  doctor  can  explain 
•*•  Why,  when  my  whole  give  children  pain 
So  that  my  first  they  scream  and  cry, 
My  second  and  my  third  reply  ? 


CLXI 

TF  you  can  only  get  my  first,  you  '11  have  the  whole 
•••        complete ; 

My  second  is  unspeakable,  it  is  n't  found  in  Skeat ; 
My  third  's  a  common  article  no  syndicates  control ; 
And  unless  you  want  to  quarrel,  you  must  my  fourth 
my  whole. 


CLXII 

*\  T  THAT  Atchison  will  never  reach, 

*  *     The  gist  of  your  opponent's  speech, 
These  joined  compose  a  noisy  bird 
You  '11  recognize  as  soon  as  heard ; 
But  if  you  have  not  guessed  it  yet, 
I  '11  tell  you  it's  a  parapet. 


CLXIII 

T)LANNED  by  my  first  a  stately  temple  rose, 
•*•     And  underneath  his  bones  in  peace  repose. 
My  second  is  the  theme  of  many  a  lay ; 
And  for  my  third  to  Christ  do  many  pray, 
But  not  my  whole,  for  he  denied  his  Lord 
To  live  a  Moslem,  dreaded  and  abhorred. 


CLXIV 

nPHRICE  blest  with  earthly  bliss  are  those 
•*•    Frequenters  of  Delmonico's 
Who  lunch  and  breakfast  there,  and  dine. 
How  exquisite  the  costly  wine  ! 
How  carefully  is  every  dish 
Prepared  to  meet  the  gourmet's  wish ! 
My  first  (such  orders  may  be  rare) 
Is  doubtless  served  and  eaten  there ; 
My  second,  hardly  self-contained, 
Is  offered  by  a  waiter  trained 
To  callow  dudelet  and  his  dear. 
Lambs,  bulls,  and  bears  assemble  here, 
And  here  my  whole  pokes  up  his  saucy  head, 
An  upstart,  spawned  in  filth,  in  cellars  bred. 


CLXV 

A    COBBLER  to  a  turner  came, 
**•     He  took  a  drink  to  quench  his  thirst, 
He  vowed  his  throat  was  all  aflame, 
Said  he,  "  My  last  must  be  my  first." 

The  turner  looked  at  him  and  laughed, 
He  laughed  till  he  was  like  to  burst, 

Said  he,  "  I  know  my  handicraft, 
My  last  will  surely  turn  my  first." 

My  whole  looked  out  with  anxious  eye, 
He  saw  two  boys  had  brought  a  pole, 

Said  he,  "  I  fear  that  I  must  die, 
That  in  my  hole  they  '11  find  my  whole." 


CLXVI 

I  LOVE  to  dream  of  tropic  lands, 
Of  cocoa  palms,  and  coral  sands, 
And  happy  islands  fringed  with  shade, 
That  never  knew  the  laws  of  trade ; 
Or  where  in  lands  beyond  the  sea 
My  first  my  second  to  a  tree, 
My  whole  his  simple  wants  supply : 
So  I  would  live,  there  would  I  die. 


CLXVII 

TV  >TY  first,  pursued,  sought  sanctuary ; 
*-**-  My  second  grew  too  big  for  Mary. 
Clad  in  my  whole  a  doughty  knight 
Saw  seven  or  more,  the  numbers  vary. 
Maintaining  most  unequal  fight, 
He  put  the  cowards  all  to  flight, 
And  might  have  clothed  himself  in  glory 
Had  any  one  believed  his  story. 


CLXVIII 

T  WONDER,  when  my  last  of  time 
-*•      Shall  whelm  the  passions  of  the  day 
That  Bryan's  words  were  thought  sublime, 

When  debts  shall  all  be  wiped  away, 
When  on  some  bright  millennium  morn 

(It  haunts  me  like  a  nightmare  dream) 
The  plaudits  of  my  whole  unborn 

Shall  hail  some  looking-backward  scheme ; 
If  blear-eyed  Fame  will  wreathe  my  brow, 

And  men  exclaim,  "  My  first,  't  was  thou  !  " 


CLXIX 

A /fY  first  in  English  speech  is  meaningless; 

•*•*•*'     I  turn  to  Latin  tongue  in  my  distress, 

Thing  we  all  disapprove,  but  fault  confessed 

Makes  half  a  remedy :  they  know  it  best 

Who  find  my  second  at  this  being's  end. 

My  third  has  greater  weight  in  British  land 

Than  here  in  Boston,  so  I  understand. 

A  writer  ponderous,  whose  works  are  scanned 

Each  morning  by  a  maid  with  nimble  hand, 

My  whole  to  solve  life's  problem  proves  her  friend. 


CLXX 

i 

LADY  kind !  my  whole  you  wear, 
Give  of  your  store  a  little  share, 

Your  bread  upon  the  waters  cast, 

I  am  my  first,  and  beg  my  last. 

ii 

That  lady  proud,  my  whole  she  wore, 
Refused  a  pittance  from  her  store, 
To  affluence  bred,  in  luxury  nursed, 
She  would  not  give  my  last  my  first. 

in 

How  sad  that  she  who  wore  my  whole 
Had  banished  pity  from  her  soul, 
And  to  my  last  my  first  confined 
Her  love  which  should  embrace  mankind. 

IV 

My  last  hope  when  my  whole  she  wears 
She  '11  listen  to  the  old  man's  prayers, 
And  give  him,  when  he  asks  to  sup, 
Sufficient  to  my  first  him  up. 


CLXXI 

/CHEERED  by  the  promise  of  a  hunter's  spoil, 
^-"   I  dream  of  Warren  and  my  father's  toil. 

Sweet  is  my  first,  to  children  passing  fair, 
Though  every  year  an  added  cross  it  bear ; 
And  she  who  waits  her  lover  catches  well 
My  last,  the  first  faint  tinkle  of  the  bell. 

I  am  a  mother  that  no  offspring  rears, 

Upon  the  diamond  fields  I  Jm  hailed  with  jeers, 

In  me  the  warrior  chief  is  laid  to  rest, 

The  summer  maiden  folds  me  to  her  breast, 

Where  gentle  zephyrs  waft  me  from  the  pole 

Perchance  of  some  lost  race  I  marked  the  goal. 

The  sailor  strikes  me  often  and  again, 

My  foster-brothers  I  have  starved  and  slain, 

To  make  a  holiday  men  hang  me  high, 

Albeit  in  Eastern  Ind  I  go  to  die. 


CLXXII 

TV  yTY  whole,  they  were  two,  as  they  sat  side  by  side 
*•*•*•    My  third  their  afflictions  conversed, 
And  thus  to  the  one  did  the  other  confide, 
For  his  spirits  were  far  from  my  first :  — 

"  My  fifth  has  been  laid  to  the  root  of  the  tree, 

I  care  not  how  soon  I  expire, 
My  fourth  are  the  springs  of  existence  for  me,"  — 

And  my  second  he  gave  to  the  fire. 


CLXXIII 

AD  is  my  heart,  my  soul  is  weary, 
My  third  relentless,  first  how  dreary, 
My  second  given  up  to  brawling, 
My  whole  to  mariner  appalling. 

"  Be  still,  sad  heart,  and  cease  repining ; " 
Throughout  my  first  the  stars  are  shining, 
My  second  tenders  warmest  greeting, 
My  third  your  good  ship  home  is  speeding, 
And  hark,  my  whole,  the  rose  adoring, 
His  love  in  melody  is  pouring. 


CLXXIV 

T)ESIDE  my  second,  near  my  third, 
U  I  spied  my  first  that  women  wear, 
So,  when  a  sudden  scream  I  heard, 
I  said,  "  Belinda 's  bathing  there." 

To  linger  would  have  been  my  whole, 
Acteon  's  fate  I  would  not  share, 

Softly  away  I  quickly  stole ; 
None  but  the  brave  disturb  the  fair. 


CLXXV 

HPHEY  talked  to  me  of  Cupid's  power, 
-*•     I  heard  with  unbelieving  smile, 
I  mocked  him  in  a  thoughtless  hour, 
Called  him  my  first,  nor  knew  his  guile. 

To  make  me  slave  that  urchin  dared 
Employ  thy  charms,  my  second's  art ; 

Ah,  tell  me  if  my  love  is  shared, 

And,  if  thou  canst,  my  whole  impart. 


CLXXVI 

TV  /T  Y  first  is  in  the  papers ; 
"*  My  second,  made  in  June, 
Endureth  for  a  morning, 

And  perisheth  at  noon. 
My  third  's  a  little  creature, 

Industrious  is  she. 
My  whole,  however  easy, 

Is  as  hard  as  hard  can  be. 


CLXXVII 

"I  T  7HEN  Venus  from  the  sea  uprose, 

*  *     A  fashion  for  her  sex  she  set : 
My  first  was  all  she  had  for  clothes, 

And  ladies,  for  they  wear  it  yet 
In  beauty's  bloom  to  breast  the  tide, 

In  bloomers  on  their  wheels  to  roll, 
Have  it  my  last,  which  Marmion  cried 

When  past  the  succor  of  my  whole. 


CLXXVIII 

TV  >fY  whole  is  suing  for  divorce, 
•*• *  *•  But  very  few  approve  her  course ; 
With  all  the  evidence  rehearsed 
She  has  not  made  her  case  my  first ; 
For  all  she  says  her  man  was  bad, 
My  last  seems  all  the  cause  she  had. 


CLXXIX 

TTAMLET  declared  my  first  to  him  unknown ; 
•*•  -^  My  whole,  with  fingers  to  the  very  bone 
Worn  down,  no  time  to  sleep,  no  time  to  eat, 
No  time  to  make  her  draggled  garments  neat, 
No  time  to  bind  my  second  when  it  fell, 
Alas !  she  knew  my  first,  and  all  too  well. 


CLXXX 

T  CALLED  on  Mrs.  Prim  to-day, 
And  what  I  saw  I  grieve  to  say. 
They  showed  me  in  the  parlor,  where 
I  saw  my  first  upon  a  chair, 
But  what  a  shudder  thrilled  me  through ! 
For  there  I  saw  my  second  too. 
My  first  was  in  its  place,  no  doubt, 
My  second  from  its  place  was  out, 
If  place  it  has,  for  some  maintain 
Nothing  .was  ever  made  in  vain. 
Well,  there  was  nothing  I  could  say, 
I  made  my  call,  and  came  away, 
Another  of  my  idols  broke, 
One  more  ideal  gone  in  smoke. 
I  used  to  worship  at  her  feet, 
I  thought  her  neatest  of  the  neat, 
Inscribed  with  Bayard  on  the  roll 
Of  them  who  liv»  beyond  my  whole. 


CLXXXI 

MY  FIRST. 

A    MYSTIC  number  that  defies 
•**•  The  computations  of  the  wise  ; 
The  farmer's  wife  well  knows  its  magic  art, 
The  surest  passport  to  her  husband's  heart. 

MY  LAST. 

A  righteous  man  when  such  were  few, 
Contenting  none,  save  one  or  two, 

His  heedless  consort  whom  he  left  behind 

Still  typifies  the  best  of  humankind. 

MY  WHOLE. 

When  nearing  land  while  fogs  prevail, 

No  observation,  signs  of  gale, 
What  else  can  clear  the  captain's  clouded  brow, 
Who  bid  him  take  his  watch  below,  but  thou  ? 


CLXXXII 

THIS  tale  is  true  beyond  dispute : 
Two  fishes  joined,  and  made  a  fruit, 
A  fruit  that  in  a  garden  grew, 
And  wrought  great  harm  to  me  and  you. 
The  evil  serpent  coiled  without, 
The  worm  of  death  lay  hid  within, 
Eve  brought  this  dreadful  thing  about ; 
When  Adam  ate  with  her,  no  doubt 
But  you  and  I  committed  sin. 


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CLXXXIII 

HAT  is  my  first?    A  long  and  narrow  cell 
Where  rest  the  good,  where  sleep  the  bad  as 
well. 


What  is  my  last  ?    A  glitter  and  a  care, 

Black  load  that  woman's  shoulders  ache  to  bear. 

Who  was  my  whole  ?     He  lived  his  little  span, 
And  Fame  forgot  him,  —  he  was  but  a  man ; 
Few  books,  no  monuments  his  deeds  recall, 
His  name  remains,  —  a  sound,  and  that  is  all. 


CLXXXIV 

IV /TY  initial  is  distant,  remote  ; 
•*•*•*•  My  second,  the  badge  of  the  slavey; 
My  third  is  a  musical  note  ; 
And  my  whole  is  the  pride  of  our  navy. 


CLXXXV 

TV /TY  whole  possessed  a  wanton  daughter, 
*-**-  She  skipt  while  safe  in  bed  he  thought  her; 
Such  girls  as  she  my  last  won't  hold, 
They  Ye  not  my  first,  but  rather  bold. 


CLXXXVI 

TV  yTY  first  is  a  man 

1V1  whom  we  meet  ev'ry  day ; 

When  my  second  we  plan 

There 's  an  if  in  the  way. 
In  the  West  and  the  East 

My  third  may  be  found, 
It  possesses  at  least 

A  superlative  sound. 
First  thing  when  he  lands, 

The  master  must  show 
My  whole  in  his  hands, 

As  collectors  well  know. 

I  've  no  fear  this  will  be  guessed, 
Not  the  slightest  apprehension, 

Though  it  may  seem  manifest 
To  the  dullest  comprehension. 


CLXXXVII 

OF  cypress  twined,  and  rue, 
A  funeral  wreath  I  bring, 
Him  that  Hymettus  knew, 

A  singer  sweet  I  sing, 
Gentle  and  void  of  bane, 
The  lover  of  a  queen, 
By  female  weapons  slain. 

What  sting  could  be  more  keen, 
What  death  give  greater  pain  ? 

Sisters  of  Jael  and  the  drunken  crew 

That  world-enchanting  Orpheus  slew, 

The  fates  are  not  unkind  like  you  ; 

Your  victim,  though  my  first  my  last  no  more, 

Sups  not  with  Pluto  on  the  Stygian  shore ; 

Transformed  in  sex,  in  heaven  above 

She  ministers  to  Jove  and  Love, 

Smiles  as  she  bids  the  immortal  nectar  flow, 

Nor  mourns  the  sweets  begrudged  him  here  below. 


CLXXXVIII 

A  CERTAIN  bull,  of  which  I  never  heard, 
•**'  Upon  a  butcher's  son  my  first  conferred. 
It  was  my  last,  and  butchers  tell  you  true 
Bulls  have  my  total  of  that  self-same  hue. 


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CLXXXIX 

UST  for  a  season  my  first  they  cry, 
Just  a  little  my  last  will  buy. 


Just  for  a  symbol  my  whole  is  vain, 
Horrid  it  waxed,  and  how  cruel  its  wane ! 


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Y  first  in  France  will  carry  me  across  ; 
How  to  get  back  I  else  were  at  a  loss. 


My  next  is  a  contracted  state, 
Ill-made,  ill-spoken,  and  ill-iterate. 

To  boast  is  vain,  yet  loudly  I  declare 

My  last  had  perished  had  not  I  been  there. 

The  simple  folk  of  other  days 

Believed  in  gnomes  and  sprites  and  fays0 

Fair  Science,  once  a  hoyden  miss, 

At  such  ideas  would  scoff  and  hiss  ; 

But,  now  she 's  older  grown  and  wiser, 

Of  rustic  lore  no  more  despiser, 

To  every  myth  she  showeth  ruth, 

And  finds  in  each  a  grain  of  truth. 

Not  altogether  do  I  joke, 

My  whole  are  modern  fairy-folk. 


CXCI 

E  summer  girl  at  watering  place 
Responds  to  Phoebus'  flame ; 
She  wears  my  first  upon  her  face, 
And  on  her  feet  the  same. 

The  gentleman  with  courtly  grace 
One  seldom  meets  to-day ; 

My  last  can  never  fill  his  place, 
His  manners,  where  are  they  ? 

When  Jesse's  son 

Went  forth  to  fight, 
He  took  no  gun, 

No  dynamite, 
But  sling  and  staff 

In  either  hand; 
His  foes  might  laugh 

To  mark  such  sand ; 
Stanch  was  his  soul, 

His  aim  was  true, 
And  at  my  whole 

His  pebble  flew. 


CXCII 

TAIVINE  the  author  of  the  book, 

*^  That  from  my  first  I  chose  and  took, 

The  writer  of  a  famous  letter, 

And  very  few  could  do  it  better. 

His  style  indeed  is  unsurpassed, 

He  wrote  my  total  in  my  last. 


CXCIII 

OH,  mother !  "  little  Robbie  cried, 
"  My  whole  my  last  you  ever  spied  ; 
I  mean  to  get  the  eggs  inside." 

"  My  first,  my  first,"  his  mother  said, 
While  little  Bobby  hung  his  head, 

"  What  would  the  pretty  birdie  say 
If  you  should  take  her  eggs  away  ?  " 


CXCIV 

OHORT  is  the  season  of  our  youth, 

**-*  My  third  when  joy  is  rife , 

The  world  seems  made  for  love,  forsooth, 

The  young  man  seeks  a  wife. 
He  takes  her  for  my  whole  in  truth, 
For  such  indeed  is  life. 

Enjoy  thy  help-meet  in  thy  youth, 

E'en  as  the  preacher  saith, 
Ere,  smitten  by  the  hand  sans  ruth, 

She  draws  her  latest  breath. 
Bitter  will  be  my  first  in  sooth, 

My  second,  such  is  death. 


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TV  TO  Irish  lad  my  first  can  hate, 

•*•  ^   My  second  in  my  first  was  great, 

The  same  conveyeth  real  estate. 

Go,  ask  the  rose  why  when  her  bosom  bleeds 
She  still  repels  her  lover  with  her  thorn ; 
Question  the  lily  why  she  never  heeds 
To  toil  or  spin,  her  beauty  to  adorn  ; 
Consult  the  violet,  an  emperor's  bride, 
Why  in  the  lowly  moss  she  loves  to  hide : 
Nor  count  such  questioning  as  wholly  vain 
If  stooping  low  no  answer  you  obtain, 
While  lily,  violet,  rose,  my  whole  remain. 


CXCVI 

A  H,  would  that  I  my  first  could  be  ! 
**•  That,  Jenny,  I  might  fly  with  thee 
Far  from  this  life  of  want  and  care, 
Far  from  my  second's  woven  snare, 
From  grief  that  kills,  and  wrongs  that  burn, 
The  rich  man's  greed,  the  proud  man's  spurn, 
As  turns  my  whole,  how  we  would  turn ! 


CXCVII 

TTOM  ELY  my  first,  and  vulgar  is  its  name, 

•*•-••  Still  best  when  battered,  warmed  with  ardent 

flame ; 

Perchance  the  motive  of  a  poet's  dream, 
Yet  no  fit  subject  for  the  Muse's  theme. 
Not  even  my  second,  odd  as  it  may  seem. 
My  whole  has  helped  to  track  the  wilderness, 
And  borne  the  milkmaid  and  the  pythoness. 


CXCVIII 

A  COUNTRY  parson,  so  I  have  been  told, 
I  beg  your  pardon  if  the  story 's  old, 
A  man  who  'd  sooner  die  than  give  offense, 
Once  had  the  king  among  his  audience. 
His  discourse  running  on  the  well-worn  theme 
That  life  is  short,  and  pleasure  but  a  dream, 
He  said,  "  My  hearers,  all  of  us  must  die." 
Just  then  the  king  looked  up  and  caught  his  eye. 
Doubtless  he  saw  upon  the  monarch's  face 
Trace  of  displeasure,  or  a  slight  grimace 
Which  made  him  think,  however  good  for  peasant, 
That  kings  must  not  be  vexed  by  truths  unpleasant, 
For  he  went  on  his  words  to  rectify,  — 
"  With  one  exception,  all  of  us  must  die." 

There  are  two  things  which  men  have  found  almost 
As  certain  sure  as  giving  up  the  ghost ; 
Deliverance  from  one  we  ask  in  prayer, 
To  dodge  the  other  would  be  hardly  fair. 
They  make  a  well-known  doctor,  but  the  bard 
Claims  privilege  his  rules  to  disregard. 


CXCIX 

first  refuses  to  believe, 
My  last  is  fashioned  to  deceive. 

I  had  a  queer  dream  as  I  lay  in  my  bed, 

It  is  strange  how  such  notions  get  into  one's  head, 

The  devil  was  holding  me  under  his  thumb, 

And  firing  a  pistol  right  through  my  ear  drum. 

"  Excuse  me,"  said  he,  "  if  I  'm  giving  you  pain," 

While  a  dynamite  cartridge  he  tamped  in  my  brain. 

In  spite  of  my  struggles  he  lighted  the  match, 

And  before  the  machine  from  my  head  I  could  snatch 

The  cartridge  exploded.     Of  course  I  awoke. 

My  chamber  was  filled  with  a  sulphurous  smoke, 

The  children  were  screaming,  the  baby  joined  in, 

Drums,  trumpets,  torpedoes  augmented  the  din, 

A  blast  from  a  horn  served  to  shake  ev'ry  wall, 

(I  wonder  no  longer  at  Jericho's  fall). 

The  bells  rang  for  fire,  three  engines  rushed  by, 

I  can't  tell  how  I  suffered,  it 's  useless  to  try, 

Tho'  I  wrote  all  the  morning,  and  covered  a  scroll, 

I  could  never  depicture  one  fourth  of  my  whole. 


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YOU  Ve  visited  my  first,  —  perhaps, 
My  last  is  always  catching  naps. 
These  riddles  must  have  tired  you  quite, 
I  wish  you  with  my  whole,  Good-night ! 


KEY 


This  key  is  not  intended  to  divulge  an  answer,  but  to  verify  the 
correctness  of  a  guess.  Substitute  for  each  letter  of  a  supposed 
answer  the  figure  standing  over  it  in  the  table.  Unless  the  num- 
ber thus  formed  is  found  in  the  following  list,  the  guess  is  incor- 
rect. 

It  is  of  course  possible  that  the  right  answer  to  one  charade 
may  have  the  same  key  number  as  the  wrong  answer  to  another. 
But  if  two  charades  are  found  to  have  the  same  key  number  for 
their  answers,  one  of  those  answers  must  be  wrong,  and  it  will  be 
an  easy  matter  to  decide  between  the  true  and  the  false. 


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5 

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C 

D 

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K 

L 

M 

N 

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P 

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S 

T 

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255 

31452 

23531 
2353145 

3  3  i  2  l  5 

25153435 

3355 

25535 

42531 

3 

214454 

4452 

3 

22134415454 

5354 

3 

2  5 

21445411 

3 

2515 

2553315454 

3 

311215 

3123145 

3 

3*353 

33144225 

3 

42554 

4  i 

3 

433535 

4i3J45 

3 

433553 

422343125 

3 

441545 

4255 

3 

45134 

443534 

o 

4525 

44545 

o 

4531554 

53414315454 

o 

454ii 

5  5  *  4  3 

J 

5354 

2   31313 

334I3I4I 

2   31435 

33543545 

2    3253 

3433525 

2    34224 

35I35I33 

2    45442 

35I53354434I34 

231352554 

3515354 

23434SS45 

352145 

352252244 

44414 

3525 

444214 

3  5  3  i  4  3  5 

445I44345I4 

3  5  3  *  4  5  4  3 

4513453544 

353442554 

452135 

353455 

452314 

3542442 

45313 

3544515454 

45314 

354455 

45315 

35452145 

45321454 

355433I3I 

453354 

35552 

45354543 

4121344 

454514 

41252 

454554 

4132554 

455435 

413342525 

5125 

4I4I544534 

5  *  3  2  5  4 

4I5I3344S 

5142313 

4213253 

5  *  4  2  5  4  S 

43^35 

5253II4 

43I353I5I 

53I3I44 

4352531 

534154 

4355523514 

534425 

4421545 

S35I4I444 

44235442125 

5354 

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54415 

No.  131  has  two  answers.    No.  170  has  four. 


